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Monday, April 11, 2011

Chicken 'n Black Bean soup

THE BOOOOOOOMB! I love this recipe. Jonathan and I want more even after we are stuffed. If this kinda flavor is up your alley, make it soon! I had dinner ready at 8:27am... that is some sort of personal record for me.

Basically, dump all the green salsa and canned goods (juices included) into the crock pot with the frozen chicken breasts and cook on low for 6 or 8 or 10 hours.. depending on how old or "slow" your cooker really is. See, mine is not so slow... so I have to do more like 6 hours. Anyway, once the time is up... turn the crock pot to the "warm" setting and add the cream cheese, stir every so often until its all melted and combined. Usually while I am letting the cream cheese melt I take out the chicken and dice it up. Takes like, 5 minutes!

Oh my goodness. It is yummy. Davin scarfs it down. Like, he doesn't even breathe. His little nose even runs a little bit because it has a little kick to it. You can eat it plain or with some cheese on top.. my fav is shredded colby jack, but that's just me.

Some friends had us over a while ago and she made a version of chicken and black bean soup and served those "hint of lime" tortilla chips. Umm?? Hello??? YUM!!

3 comments:

:) Yeah, I am making to for tonight since Glenn and Hannah will be here. Yummy. It makes a whole crock pot full. Jonathan and I ate it for dinner, then I had it for lunch, he had it for lunch and Davin had it probably 4 or 5 times. So... I would say 6 serves. Maybe more. I guess I will have a better estimate after tonight when dinner is over and I can see how much is left over :)

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"[Adoption is] the whole story of redemption. The universe was meant to be a home- where the image bearers of God rule and serve under their Father. It was all to be ours. The primeval insurrection in the garden, though, turned the universe into an orphanage- the heirs were gone, done in by their appetites. A serpent now holds the cosmos in captivity, driving along the deposed rulers as his slaves. The whole universe is now an orphanage.

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